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He was a hot-blooded rebel, he was aiming to please
he had more than a tattoo up his sleeve
marylou, peggy sue, suzy q, norma jean
He was pretty as a picture on his motorbike
he never met a mirror that he didn't like
sorry dude, with your rude attitude, take a hike
Goodness, gracious, mercy me
somebody tell me when will i be